Warning, and a Working Class Man

This weekend has been interesting. Lately I have certainly felt my Mojo has gone missing. I have been fighting the Black Dog, getting up , one foot in front of the other. Last night I had a walk down memory lane, the bands of my youth, from the inside. I sat in the middle of my childhood heroes, the ones that gave it all and made it. I felt proud. A stupid feeling really, but i felt real joy for them. The years of work, and it paid off. The Angels Richard Clapton,Ian Moss, Daryl Braithewaite and Jimmy Barnes all really conquered. I couldn’t stand the people or the crowds, but we got into a beautiful spot to watch Jimmy give a master class on what Aussie Rock and Roll can be. A family man providing, for his kin, and his fans. I felt given to. I snapped a picture of friend Tim Bradshaw taking shots. His music passion is well documented. I understand that passion.

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Today was the opposite experience. I had a personal nostalgic moment. Nearly 28 years ago I got clean in a westie fellowship, my first sponsor taught me guitar. I never had the patience when I was using. Every Friday night I would go to his house, leaving my wife downstairs with his wife and I would go upstairs and play till the early hours, come down , and then wake her , and we would head home. I started a band called Warning. We played original Rock, and then Texas Blues. My sponsor quit the band 3 days before our first show with that line up. I was playing lead in 7 songs, and then night he walked out I had two days to learn how to cover the lead in 23 other songs, well I did it, and didn’t look back. I played with Pietro Desiderio on Drums and Mark Andrew’s on Bass.

Image Well, today for service I played with Mark and Pete for the area I grew up in. All old school songs that people knew. I was fun, and it felt good, and we sounded good. I am grateful that in recovery I have been able to play music in one form or another. I wished I had made it through, I haven’t yet, but man, I wont die wondering, I will be dying trying , giving it all I got, and teaching my sons the power that is Rock and Roll.

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